Hate a lot ofthingsBut I love a few thingsAnd you are one of themHard to believeAfter all of these yearsBut you are one of themWalk down the streetI'm thinking:Everybody move alongI've got a sad-hearted needingTo belongNeverthelessIt's all the mess you madeBut I can't let it goWalk down the streetI'm thinking:Look at all the ants in a farmI've got a sad-hearted feelingTo harmHate a lot of thingBut I love a few thingsAnd you are one of them